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Thursday, September 06, 2007
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
his love runs deep
"selamat ulang tahun Noy.
Dad sore ini ke chiang mai hadiri sidang cirdap (center on integrated rural development asia pacific).
Jaga rumah krn baru besok sore pulang."
Was the content of the text message my dad sent me on my 21st birthday. Which was shocking because usually he doesn't remember birthdays. It was beyond overwhelming. Inspite everything wrong i've done in the past especially this frightening year, i've only just understood how he conveys his feelings and that the only unconditional love you can ever look for and need lies in your own home.
i'm sorry dad for being such a terrible daughter.
i'm incredibly grateful.
Dad sore ini ke chiang mai hadiri sidang cirdap (center on integrated rural development asia pacific).
Jaga rumah krn baru besok sore pulang."
Was the content of the text message my dad sent me on my 21st birthday. Which was shocking because usually he doesn't remember birthdays. It was beyond overwhelming. Inspite everything wrong i've done in the past especially this frightening year, i've only just understood how he conveys his feelings and that the only unconditional love you can ever look for and need lies in your own home.
i'm sorry dad for being such a terrible daughter.
i'm incredibly grateful.
Saturday, August 18, 2007
frankie and johnny
Johnny: Now, there's a man and a woman. He's a cook. She's a waitress. Now, they meet and they don't connect. Only, she noticed him. He could feel it. And he noticed her. And they both knew it was going to happen. They made love, and for maybe one whole night, they forgot the 10 million things that make people think, I don't love this person, I don't like this person, I don't know this- Instead, it was perfect, and they were perfect. And that's all there was to know about. Only now, she's beginning to forget all that, and pretty soon he's going to forget it too.
huh...
falling in love is like buying a lottery ticket
no matter how much of it you have,
you can never expect to win.
no matter how much of it you have,
you can never expect to win.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Friday, June 22, 2007
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
time is unkind
I once read a quote from Donald Trump, “A man who loves his job never labors”.
I feel like I'm drifted in an ocean. Dark. I'm floating. I'm still.
How and why can I still be floating?
Monday, May 07, 2007
Thursday, January 11, 2007
You are so beautiful to me.
Every song gives a different definition to the listeners ears, and this song particularly, has its own depths in touching my so-called sensitive being. The song emphasizes on the same sentence, over and over again, and yet that is the entity of what the creator had to convey. In spite every frustrating ugliness that envelops life, upon the acceptance of somebody- anyone, anything, in their every flaw- entirely. Those are the only magic words that seem reassuring to it all. Short and sweet. Such small yet powerful words have i found the song maker to succeed in enticing my current ever-so melancholic self. And as I listened to the song repeat itself, it made me smile, an inevitable smile. One filled with much bittersweetness..
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